You Can't Rap (New Version)

You Cant Rap （Version ）-Example
You cant rap my friend
Youre white and youre from Fulham
Please put down the mic
Theres no way you can fool them
Dont be stupid you wont get that far
Turn your back on Hip Hop bro
And go and play guitar
Of all the possibilities I ever could chosen
Supposing career wise Id picked Hip Hop
Imagine all the tip top rappers bottom lips drop
Sitting there shocked that some other bloody sh*t hot
Dude with a mullet bussin shorts
Wearing flip flops
Is spitting to a gathering looking like a criss cross
Of fans loving Prodigy
Kylie and Slipknot
Nearly coulda happened bro
Look at me I sh*t not
Little Elliot rhymes for the hell of it
If only he was ghetto mans
Maybe we would sell a bit
I tried hard to dig up the credentials
Even thought about putting gold in my dentals
An Anglo Saxon with a broken accent
But rappers from Fulham get a strange reaction
I said bye to Rap saw the issue at hand
Some guitar lessons later formed my own band
You cant rap my friend
Youre white and youre from Fulham
Please put down the mic
Theres no way you can fool them
Dont be stupid you wont get that far
Turn your back on Hip Hop
Bro and go and play guitar
Attention seeking how far should a man go
Cut his ear off like Vincent Van Gogh
Dash cash to the crowd so the venue scrambles
Turn my good life into a baby shambles
F**k myself up real properly like Pete Doherty
Cover ofheat Im hot property
Everybodys clocking me I own the crowd
Then I gotta link me up with a girls aloud
Next exchange vows now my pops is proud
Theres a nine on my cloud
Im as pleased as I ever been bro
Mans flash like Jose Mourinho
Women crave me like bottles of pinot
Now Ive got big I can fight photographers
Bang the obvious please biographers
Spend currency til there aint none left
And when I need more Ill fake my own death
You cant rap my friend
Youre white and youre from Fulham
Please put down the mic
Theres no way you can fool them
Dont be stupid
You wont get that far
Turn your back on Hip Hop
Bro and go and play guitar
Right now its just hit and miss
Soon Ill taste a bit of bliss
Banging chicks at worst with looks like Jayne Middlemiss
Never doing hideous
Its too bad for business
I spin when they grin with skin like Darth Sidious
Never out- riddle this
All chattingibberish
Verbal diarrhea so youre never getting rid of this
I hear your retorts
Theres all sorts like liquorice
I can sense your bitterness
You wishing you written this
You cant rap my friend
Youre white and youre from Fulham
Please put down the mic
Theres no way you can fool them
Dont be stupid you wont get that far
Turn your back on Hip Hop
Bro and go and play guitar